This Budding Morning
For catching my breath as all the light of the rising sun crescendos around me.
For catching my breath as all the light of the rising sun crescendos around me.
and how we get there.
Can you see it?
In those fleeting moments, a fading storyGlistening through evaporating amber flesh, light codesIn a swelling heart, a silent prayerWithin this inflowing cosmic energy, an answered prayer
These two are keeping it pure and celebrating this natural patch of the world playing freely. They innately have an intention to be free; it’s exhilarating to witness. Their only focus is how to have fun with what they have … Continue reading